This is a song about "Just a friend"

Talking about a friend, of a friend

Hold my tears i tried my best

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

I think it was a story about my best friend

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I just want a best friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

She hangs up, and calls a friend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Those aren't true friend their just an acquaintance

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills